The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

Some people say that special employees are not active in the real world. They are sent by [Beidou] to a place called "the land of the spirits" to perform more terrifying and bizarre tasks.

Some people also say that special employees are no longer human. They are all puppets cultivated by Beidou to guide new people to join and manage the entire organization for the real master of Beidou.

The real master of the Beidou organization has never appeared so far and is extremely mysterious.

These statements are all information revealed by some senior employees, and it is impossible to judge the authenticity.

"The Moon Worship Cult has been hiding very deeply for many years, but recently, many people have been acting in the country under the banner of this evil cult. Liang Rong is one of them." The middle-aged uncle said in a deep voice, "He is just a small figure. He dares to be so arrogant. I am afraid that someone must be supporting him behind the scenes. I am afraid that you will be retaliated."

Xiaoyu nodded, her expression was a little indifferent. She has now boarded the pirate ship and no longer cares about Beidou's threats. Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to support it. The poker organization is much more reliable than Beidou.

"I understand. I will be careful next time," she nodded slightly to Gu Dao and the other two, and turned around and left quickly with Yin Wenxian. Their mission was completed.

"What are the origins of the two of them?" Qiu Shuang was very puzzled. "Are they not afraid of the revenge of the cult at all? What do they rely on?"

Gu Dao sighed, looked at Qiu Shuang's ruined face, and carefully talked about the poker organization. He was sure that the poker organization was definitely a golden thigh. This organization could remove Beidou's control over himself. From this point of view, the other party was no weaker than Beidou!

Moreover, poker did not restrict members from talking about the existence of the dissemination organization, which was much more open and aboveboard than Beidou.

...

Zhang San was tortured, but he didn't leak any useful information.

It's not that he was hard-headed, but he didn't know.

He seemed to be some kind of special spiritual clone. When he was created, his memory was incomplete, but this did not prevent Hu Jiu from torturing him, because Hu Jiu found a worm in his body made of talisman paper, which was exactly the same as the worm parasitic in the brain of Beidou employees.

"The power of this organization is really huge, so scary." Hu Jiu calmly pulled out the ghost suppressed by the talisman paper, copied and pasted it with one click, and then stuffed it into the golden container.

He lost contact with the human skin paper temporarily. Heming finally became more careful and vaguely realized that something was wrong. He no longer carried the human skin paper with him, but put it in a golden box.

Heming, who had temporarily escaped from the pursuit, did not dare to go home. He hid alone in the alley, like a cat with its fur blown up, and was full of vigilance against everything around him.

He suspected the human skin paper and the headquarters at the same time. After all, the ghost rider named Yan San was a member of the headquarters. He didn't care about any factional disputes. He only knew that he was attacked by the ghost riders of the headquarters.

At this time, Heming felt like he was trapped on an isolated island, extremely insecure, and everything around him would be unfavorable to him. The psychological trauma after the attack and the interference of the supernatural on his mental state affected his mentality at the same time.

"What should I do next?" Heming held the mobile phone with a flickering look.

Before he accidentally became a ghost rider, he was just a high school student. His former friends and relatives were all ordinary people, and no one could help him. When he first entered the supernatural circle, he had no friends of the same level, and he was really alone in the dark jungle full of dangers.

At this time, he seemed to understand why many ghost riders seemed to be quite irritable and extreme. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He always thought that those ghost riders were bad by nature, and they became arrogant when they had power and did evil. Now Heming just wanted to say that the headquarters could not even guarantee the personal safety of him, a hero who handled the S-level incident. The simultaneous lack of trust and security was enough to drive people crazy.

The headquarters could not protect the ghost riders, and even suppressed them secretly. The ghost riders could only be tough and ruthless, otherwise they would be eaten up.

Life and death crises can best temper a person's character. Unknowingly, Heming's mentality has undergone a drastic change.

The supporters of the headquarters and the police officers of the special department of Xihe City have arrived at Heming's home to investigate and collect evidence. After Heming managed to calm down, he contacted the headquarters again with a cold face.

He needed an explanation.

If Hu Jiu was here, he would definitely see at a glance that Heming's angry behavior of asking the headquarters for an explanation would only result in one result - a private verbal apology and compensation for sending away beggars.

After all, didn't Heming have any problems?

If nothing happened, it would be natural to make a big deal out of a small matter.

If Hu Jiu encountered such a thing, he would definitely make a fuss, but Heming was appeased by Fu Youhua. Although he was not comfortable, he accepted the "compensation" offered by the headquarters and chose to keep things quiet.

"You also know that the current domestic situation is unstable, and the various forces in the supernatural circle are in a fragile balance and cannot withstand any storms. I hope you can consider the overall situation."

Facing these words from Fu Youhua, what else can Heming do?

When a bowl of water is not balanced, only by sacrificing the kindest and gentlest person can there be peace. Heming has not yet realized that he has played such a role. If in the future, such a kind-hearted person is no longer willing to sacrifice and insists on seeking justice, he will be accused of destroying harmony and stability.

Obviously he had his own selfish motives, but he demanded that others be generous. Moral kidnapping killed people without bloodshed, but it was enough to kill people.

Heming held his breath in his heart. There were some truths that he had not figured out yet, but he had the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, so he took the opportunity to make a request to the headquarters-

"I want to be transferred to work in Beijing."

He felt that he was now at the center of the storm and in the spotlight. If he stayed in Xihe City, he would be attacked and ambushed for no reason again in the future. The headquarters would not be able to rescue him in time, so he decided to live directly in the headquarters. If he was still assassinated under the nose of the headquarters in Beijing, there was nothing to say. As long as he didn't die, no one would have a good life!

Fu Youhua thought about it and agreed to Heming's request. His ability was very practical, and he could play a corresponding role if he was transferred to the headquarters, and he would not bury talents.

After reluctantly dealing with these trivial matters, Heming couldn't help but take out the human skin paper again.

[My name is Heming. When I returned home from Beijing, I was ambushed and my life was hanging by a thread. I finally got rid of the attack and thought that the matter was temporarily over, but I didn't expect that even bigger troubles were waiting for me. 】

【The attacker, who was made of talisman paper, came from a mysterious organization called "Beidou". Knowing the name of this organization itself would bring me a huge crisis, and the mirage ghost happened to be what they needed...】

"Have you started to dig a hole for me now? Knowing that Beidou's name would bring crisis, why did you say it out loud!" Heming gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear the human skin paper into pieces on the spot.

But another line of words appeared on the human skin paper: [The crisis brought by Beidou is too great, I decided to find someone to share this risk...]